daily life/art/culture/justice and how they merge, clash, & play inside my northern state of mind (set in Hokkaido and Minnesota)
There is no there there. The room is here and they live inside it. The ceiling seems the loneliest place of all, a barren land where a spider nests in a corner and the music of dried insect shells tingles in its threads. The walls act as four barriers to the outside. Each muffles the […]
It’s early afternoon Sunday. My 7-year old son and I are parked at a local café. He’s happy with his purple Tootsie pop and I’m happy with my cappuccino frothing over in a black ceramic mug. He’s drawing elaborate houses in his Gomi Taro Scribbles book. Occasionally, I am asked to draw specific appliances and […]